Chapter 1332: 1332
Chapter 1332: The Spring Festival Gala is really coming!
Translator: Legge Editor: Legge
There were only five hours until the Spring Festival Gala began .
In the production control room .
Video monitors were mounted on all the walls .
Zhang Ye took his position and oversaw the entire operations .
"Camera 10 . "
"Director, I'm listening . "
"The camera is a little off, turn it slightly to the left . "
"OK . "
"Stage management, stage management, come in . "
"Director, please instruct us . "
"What's the status of the problematic display from yesterday?"
"We've already replaced it with a new one . "
"Carry out a final check on it . "
"Roger . "
All of the production departments were conducting their final checks!
…
There were still four hours to go until the Spring Festival Gala began .
The executives on the Spring Festival Gala's organizing committee arrived . From the looks on their faces, no one seemed to be relaxed and were looking rather uptight . They were finally going to put this year's Spring Festival Gala to the test, so they were very nervous too . The pressure of the task of increasing the viewership ratings that the higher-ups had delegated to them was overwhelming . The feeling wasn't as intense before today, but with the start of the Spring Festival Gala approaching, their emotions were sinking further .
"Director Zhang, how are the preparations going?"
"Everything is on standby . "
"There won't be any problems, right?"
"How do you expect me to answer that? We've already done everything that we could . If any unforeseen situations really happen, we'll just deal with it on the spot . After all, this is a live broadcast, so nothing will go perfectly according to plan . "
"If you put it like that, we feel even less assured . "
"Yeah, Director Zhang, do give us some assurance . "
"Can we at least retain the viewership ratings from the previous year?"
Everyone chipped in with something to say .
Zhang Ye smiled . "Don't worry, everyone . Just leave it to me . "
The executives looked at one another with bitter smiles . What kind of an answer was that?
The viewership ratings for the recent Spring Festival Galas had been dropping year after year .
Four years ago: 23%
Three years ago: 22%
Last year: 19%
It had fallen below the 20% mark and was at a historical low . If it dropped any further this year, there would really be no way for them to answer to the higher-ups . The higher-ups had already tasked them to at least maintain the viewership ratings, or if possible, to bring it back above the 20% mark . Only then would they be considered to have successfully completed their job .
20%!
It might not look like much .
But could they really complete that task?
Could they really stop the decline of the Spring Festival Gala?
…
There were still three hours left until the Spring Festival Gala began .
The backstage was packed with performers .
"Let's go get our makeup done!"
"It's still too early . "
"Where's my costume? Where is it?"
"Have you checked inside the cabinet?"
"I found it! What a scare!"
"Aiyo, where did I put my script? Let me have another look, I've forgotten the lines . "
"Little Xu, don't be nervous!"
"How can I not be nervous?"
"Let's rehearse one more time?"
Some people were so nervous that they kept going to the bathroom .
Some people were pacing around and trying to regulate their breathing .
There were also regulars of the Spring Festival Gala among them, like Zhang Yuanqi, Ci Xiufang, and Zhang Xia . Comparatively, they were much calmer than the others, especially Zhang Yuanqi who had arrived on the dot at Central TV as per schedule . She knew exactly what to do, and had taken part in the Spring Festival Gala many times before . As such, there was a natural air of confidence to her . But for the majority of the other performers, this was their first time taking part in the Spring Festival Gala . There was no need to explain just how suffocating the stress and the anxiety was .
At this moment, Zhang Ye came backstage to encourage them .
"Little Hu Die . "
"T-Teacher Zhang . "
"Whoa, why are you stuttering?"
"I-I-I'm nervous!"
"Your legs aren't gonna stutter too, are they?"
"Ah?"
"It's fine if you're fumbling with your words . Just don't mess up your footwork later . "
"Pfft! Don't worry about that, I'll be able to spin for sure!"
Hu Die was tickled, her nerves calmed .
"Where are the Laborer Brothers?"
"We're here, Teacher Zhang . We're here . "
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